I refuse to discuss (this) with myself in the war times and days because I am just too busy listening to the news, watching videos and photos in the TV and Internet and working as political analyst with my friends. Our days are just for war. We don’t do anything else. In case there is no electricity, and it is usually, we (my family and I) gather with our neighbors around the radio, which is better actually than TV because it provide us with the tiny details, to listen to the endless newscast. I look in the eyes of each one of us. I am sure that each one, inside him, is afraid to hear the news of the death of a relative, friend, lover or anyone you talked to him one day. In the ceasefire times, I cannot drifted (this) away from my thinking: “what if the Israeli reconnaissance aircraft warned us, as people here are used to this kind of warning, by hitting my home with “small rocket” to give us a message which is “we are going to hit you house after one minute with the F-16 rocket … so Please evacuate the house”?” The question is what should I do in this precious minute??? Do I have the time to check my family members? What if they were sleeping? Do I have enough time to wake them up? What about my cat? She has many places to hide from the bombing. Under my bed, inside my closet, behind sofa … what else? What if I forgot these places? Can I catch her? She is too fast. What about my memories? My Teddy bear which I brought with me from Belgium, the photo I took with my friends, my box, my certificates? Do I ask for more minutes???
Posted on: Mon, 11 Aug 2014 05:13:06 +0000
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